“Solace? That's why God made fermented beverages and the blues.”
“Why does man kill? He kills for food. And not only food: Frequently there must be a beverage.”
“Behold!" Percy shouted. "The god's chosen beverage. Tremble before the horror of Diet Coke!”
“Roses are red violets are blue, God made me pretty, what happened to you?”
“Meanwhile, the clouds are white and the sky is blue. Why is there so much God? At the expense of men.”
“Why, that is why the gods made whores for imps like me.”